Sienna Rose Sinclair was a girl in the wrong place at the wrong time. She knew too much. She had too many secrets.
September 1, 2009. The day she disappeared alongside Alison DiLaurentis. The secrets are unwinding one by one. After all, two can onl...
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XI. Lover's Tragedy
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"Do you always have nightmares like that?" Jason caressed his girlfriend's arm as the two lay wrapped in each other.
He'd meant to sneak in, an ongoing pattern the two had crafted to spend time together, lying in each other's arms until the sun came up. He never expected to find Sienna crying out in her sleep from nightmares that were far too real.
"Sometimes," Sienna whispered. Her voice was shallow and gravely, vulnerability laced like leaves of a vine. "They went away for a while. Now, they're back. Usually, when I feel a surge of memories. Sometimes, on the anniversary."
Sienna had confessed to her boyfriend about the secrets of her childhood. She shared with him the truth about her hidden sister, the loss of her father, and the abandonment by her mother.
Jason had a demeanor that invited trust. She'd never felt as safe with anyone as she did with him. He had taken one look at her vulnerable frame and immediately found a way to make her feel safe.
Jason turned towards his girlfriend, propping the weight of his body up on one arm. "You're not alone. You know that, right?" Determination and love seeped through his voice. He was heartbroken and enamored all in one. The girl he had come to love was so much stronger and braver than anyone had ever given her credit for.
She was a force to be reckoned with.
Love filled the girl's eyes, her hand coming up to rest upon his cheek. Jason leaned slightly and pressed a kiss into her palm. "I know." She smiled.
Love shone through the couple's eyes as they stared deeply into the other's, taking the moment in. The love that was growing had been strengthened by something far deeper than they could have ever imagined.
Neither knew who moved first, but suddenly their lips were pressed together in something gentle and passionate. Her hips found their way on top of his, and they lost themselves in a love that was heaven-sent.
It's an odd thing how memories have a way of resurfacing. Sometimes a scent or a date can trigger an emotional response. Other times, it seems like fate that brings the moment in when you need them most, like an invisible string tied towards happiness.
Sienna and Jason were two souls who were buried in pain and isolation. Like an old tale of Orpheus and Eurydice, they were lost to the tragedy of life, doomed to repeat love and loss. In both tales, it was the love they had for each other that sent them to their doom.
